User blog comment:Bartholomew Bilberry Bowstring/The First of Many/@comment-32303-20160426040820/@comment-32303-20160506162025

"Aye, Skip. He did." Malachi knelt beside the crate. "He showed mah a vision. . . a vision o' a stoat. . . wi' his father's sword. . . . a slave compound. . . et led tae slavery an' death o' guidbeasts before the battle Martin fought was through." The second in command's expression grew stone cold with determination and his voice hardened with emotion. "Ah refuse tae let tha' happen here ef ah can help et, even ef et means ah pay wi' mah oon bluid, this ah vow tae ye noo. Then he showed this place, gave mah direct orders tae hide et here an' what tae dae. Nae enemy'll put their paws on this sword."